“But the heart wants what the heart wants,” she says sadly.
“Men suck.”
“Wish you were straight. I’d marry you in a second.”
“If I was straight, I’d suck.”
“Not if you were straight you wouldn’t,” She teases, which has us bursting out laughing.
16
DERRICK
It’s been one week since Ness moved in with me, and the girls and I were able to get her out of the house for a girls’ night because she was a little down. Now she is looking happier since we bumped into Darcy, an Aussie actor I’ve worked with before, and invited him and his friends back to my house for a little afterparty.
“It’s good seeing Ness let loose,” Isla states.
“I could wring Christian’s neck for the shit he’s been pulling.”
“Luckily, the boys are in Vegas, and she can let her hair down. ’Cus, you know, if Ness was doing the same thing he’s doing, he would lose his mind,” Isla says, stating facts. Christian wouldn’t be able to handle the same treatment, maybe Ness should give him a dose of his own medicine.
There’s a knock at my front door. I look at Isla, and she shrugs.
“Could be Stacey changing her mind,” she says.
I make my way to the front door, and when I open it, it’s not Stacey there but the last person I thought I would see—Christian.
“Where is she?” he screams at me as he pushes past me.
Oh shit. “Stop!” I yell at Christian as I try to keep him away from Vanessa. He’s clearly been drinking by the bottle shop I smell on his breath. “You’re not going in there.”
“Get out of my face, D,” he yells at me as he frantically looks around for Vanessa.
“You’re not welcome,” I tell him as I try to push him back out the front door.
“Who is he?” he screams at my face.
“Christian?” I hear Vanessa behind me, and the next thing I know, Christian shoves me to the side and is barreling toward Ness and Darcy. It all happens in slow motion as Christian punches Darcey in the face, sending them both backward as blood pours out of his nose. Fuck. Not the money maker.
“You fucker, I think you broke it,” Darcy screams through the blood.
“What the fuck, Christian?” Vanessa screams at him as she pushes him away from Darcy. “What the hell have you done?” She looks stricken as she turns from Christian to Darcy. Isla hands Darcy a towel. “You need to go to the hospital,” Vanessa says, helping Darcy up from the ground.
“Yeah, no thanks to your fucking boyfriend,” Darcy bites. Understandable, I’d be pretty upset too if some random rock star punched me in the face.
“He isn’t my boyfriend, he’s … he’s …” Vanessa tries to explain, but then her eyes fall on Christian. “How fucking dare you!” she says, pushing him in the chest.
“How dare I? You’re the one who packed up your shit and left me, Ness. I came home and found your room empty. All your shit is gone. How dare you just pack and leave me,” Christian yells at her.
Oh.Don’t feel sorry for the asshole, Derrick. He just barged into your home and punched someone, that isn’t right.But it’s kind of hot, he’s fighting for Ness.That’s fucked up. Violence isnever the answer.True. Plus, one little plea doesn’t erase the brothel he created in their home.
“I’d have told you if you actually fucking spoke to me instead of giving me the cold shoulder,” Vanessa screams at him.
“Should I get the popcorn?” Isla whispers into my ear. Now is not the time to laugh.
“Do you even care about my feelings? I guess not because here you are making out with some young punk,” Christian yells at her.
Isla and I look at each other. Oh, hell no. This man doesn’t get to throw that hot Australian guy in her face when we watched some groupie suck his dick.
